Into the blue

I saw you after you had emptied
your spring bags
one winter
just when he left you
eyes bursting wet
mine too
note in clenched fist
smudged torn
your primal screams
pierced history's dreams
sliced time in two;
dignity dined alone
Your jigsaw pieces strewn
without edges
unfixable
leaving you there searching
through the remains
hunting clues
under back-room rubble
Returning, you were sleeping
coiled and twisted
foetal-faced frowning
disappearing
to a place you could call home